…..As time goes by, on its horizon you stand,                            a moon amidst darkness, a star shining. 
           A memory as fresh as fragrant flowers, qualities of a
                garden exhaling, and if on a day you travel fair wind,
                    to a land most sacred and blessed,
                      then carry my ‘Salaam’ to the garden in which,

…..As time goes by, on its horizon you stand,                   
         a moon amidst darkness, a star shining.
 

           A memory as fresh as fragrant flowers, qualities of a

                garden exhaling, and if on a day you travel fair wind,

                    to a land most sacred and blessed,

                      then carry my ‘Salaam’ to the garden in which,